one of the few political posts I'll ever make
I'm thrilled that I got a chance to see history in the making last night. I still get a little choked up when I think about it.
I'm heartsick that California appears to have passed Proposition 8, although I'm so inclined to be hopeful this morning that my immediate reaction is FUCK YOU, WE'RE GONNA TURN THIS SHIT AROUND rather than utter despair. And I am trying to take heart from the notice I just got on Facebook from the No on 8 committee, which points out that there's a narrow margin of votes between yes and no, and that there are more than 3 million absentee and provisional votes that have not yet been counted.
I still have hope. I have to. I have to believe the tide is turning, and that, if Loving vs. Virginia could pass in the 1960s, this will eventually change, too. This fight isn't over.
I want to have the option to marry my girlfriend if we decide we want to. I want that choice to be in our hands, and in the hands of every other couple out there, whether they're straight or queer.
I have hope. Yes we did, and YES WE CAN.
I'm heartsick that California appears to have passed Proposition 8, although I'm so inclined to be hopeful this morning that my immediate reaction is FUCK YOU, WE'RE GONNA TURN THIS SHIT AROUND rather than utter despair. And I am trying to take heart from the notice I just got on Facebook from the No on 8 committee, which points out that there's a narrow margin of votes between yes and no, and that there are more than 3 million absentee and provisional votes that have not yet been counted.
I still have hope. I have to. I have to believe the tide is turning, and that, if Loving vs. Virginia could pass in the 1960s, this will eventually change, too. This fight isn't over.
I want to have the option to marry my girlfriend if we decide we want to. I want that choice to be in our hands, and in the hands of every other couple out there, whether they're straight or queer.
I have hope. Yes we did, and YES WE CAN.